where we betray ourselves
Author In Blue
where we betray ourselves
like the mystics
when we run away from the heart
birthday virtuoso
in touch with honor
from the shadows
solace
what the wise would say
why Hallowmas
swaying & playing in color
what old means now
dreamtime here & now
ageless openings & closings
from nowhere to here
where is the stone steady
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